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He was drunk and he was melancholy and Daniel was pretty sure it wasn't even noon yet. He wasn't sure. He hadn't bothered taking his watch when he'd left his hut this morning. He hadn't bothered taking a shirt when he left this morning. And his shoes, those he'd left behind in Guy's hut.
Guy. Who was in love with Cole. In love with Cole but willing to sleep with someone else until Daniel had made the mistake of saying the wrong thing. Guy had kicked him out of bed.
So not only was he drunk and melancholy, but he was also vaguely horny. It was not a combination that Daniel had felt in a long time and he found he disliked it immensely.
He found his way to his normal jogging route on the beach and began walking, hoping it would clear his head.
Guy. Who was in love with Cole. In love with Cole but willing to sleep with someone else until Daniel had made the mistake of saying the wrong thing. Guy had kicked him out of bed.
So not only was he drunk and melancholy, but he was also vaguely horny. It was not a combination that Daniel had felt in a long time and he found he disliked it immensely.
He found his way to his normal jogging route on the beach and began walking, hoping it would clear his head.